Justice Soul Undertale Novels & Stories

“Now dere ma, Doudou. It does no good ta be whinin’. Dey got on Chouchou’s last nerve an’ you know how Ryder gets when dat happens. It’ll take Ali and Cal day ta get him to be stable again. Da best tang we can do is keep our kids for dem.” Jaxson huffs, crossing his arms over his chest. He rolls his eyes and stomps a foot, clearly not happy. I look at Carmen, who nods, reading my mind. We need to get the kids busy while those two deal with Jaxson’s tantrum. My uncle Jax might be the most renowned assassin in the world known as Sidhe, but one of his personalities is a petulant, unreasonable child. “Kass and AC, get the supplies out the back of the van Carmen arrived in. We have Damned Forsake

They did not realize the significance of these events until it was too late. Sky had finally given birth to a boy, and Krystal had twins. During a playdate, Sky put her son down for a nap. Suddenly, they heard the baby crying through the monitor. Rushing to him, they discovered the twin girl smothering the baby boy, whispering, "She's my mommy, not yours. It's time for you to go away." This incident led them to a realization: the soul had not ascended to heaven or descended to hell but was in limbo, waiting for the right moment to return. Sky explained that her grandmother had assisted them in performing a soul cleansing and a blessing to ensure the baby's rightful soul remained within.

His chest was rising, but his eyes wouldn’t open. “No,” she whispered, cradling his face. “Please wake up. Please—” Another tremor shook the cave, stronger than the first. Cracks splintered across the altar. And then—a howling. Not from outside. From beneath. The floor split. And from it, a staircase of bone and obsidian revealed itself, spiraling downward into a realm untouched by light. Kael stirred. His hand found hers. “We have to follow it,” she said. He looked up at her, bloodied and bruised. “That’s the gate. To the Underpack.”

I mumbled frightened. “We won’t.” he said synpathically, reaching out for me and gently pulling me to his chest. “I’m sorry.” He whispered, before his phone light blinked... then died. I became more frightened. I reached for something. Anything, just need to ease my tensed heart. Eventually, I gripped something soft. Held it tight—like it was the only thing tethering me to earth. “Awch!”. He let out pained, before the light got retored. I almost yelled out, seeing what I've been holding on to.

They all looked at me once again, a few of them were still glaring but most of them seemed to be more open to the conversation now and that gave me hope. "Okay, for the sake of everything else I have to reveal, I would appreciate you all to stay quiet. I know what I have to say is hard to accept much less understand but I assure you it's all true," I requested quietly. When no one spoke up I continued. "Now, these things are called soul-eaters and they are literally after our souls. They are collecting them for a daemon which, yes is like a demon but different. Apparently, it has nothing to do with the ultimate being of evil. They are more like a being in possession of dark Magic and this Ma

Trust me, an afternoon in the meadows is far more fun. The abandoned dungeon had once been a coal mine. It was a tough place of misery and death for those troubled generations before Great One decides to throw his son into it. He believes that is only the safest place for the child to be because of his unimaginable power. That Monday afternoon, Great One decided to go see the young man. When he got to the entrance of the dungeon, he picked a stick from the floor and lit it with fire before entering. As he was about to get closer to where his son is, he put off the light and called out his name in a low voice. "Gusto! Gusto!!"

After the deal was made, Odette had informed her that the soul in question was now owned by Aidoneus in the underworld. A place that has earned a scary reputation, but had never been proved wrong due to no one being able to successfully travel there and back. Anyone who attempted usually disappeared as was never seen again. Though she was nervous about this quest, she was not going to let that be known. Not to her family, not to Isabel and certainly not to Odette. With her sword in its sheath, her shield attached to her back, and a satchel full of equipment slung over her shoulder, she was certain that nothing could go wrong.

“Better than what I expected. But still from what I see they lack motivation. For us to get the best out of them, it'll depend on the fire in their gut, and whether we give them something to believe in.” I grunted. “Then we make them believe.” Kael gave a knowing smirk. “That’s what you’re good at.” He wasn’t wrong. I know how to rally a troop of wariors behind me. “And the scouts?” I asked. “They're smart. But their loyal,” Kael said. “But not to Zephyr. To Lucy.”

I was feeling the pain of the sprinkles of holy water being thrown at me, it's like glass cutting through my flesh. I was wailing with pain as every words written in that stupid bible cuts my insides, I can feel my bile rising up my stomach as I vomit brownish green fluids out. I can feel myself weakening. It's as if my soul is being cast out of Cassidy's body.

"My soul? Is that what she did to me? Do you know what it is called?" I hit send and after a few seconds the computer dings again and this time the email reads, "It's the Soul Eater. Surviving off of our souls, she gets everlasting life and the only way to get yours back, is to kill her. She has been around for thousands of years and will continue to take people's souls unless someone stops her." Typing one more reply, I send it and a notification comes up, "Unable to send. Please try again."